"Brigitte.  If it's not such a big deal, you ought to be able to find something else to do.  Another way to deal.  Just stop."
 
“No. This is the best solution. For me. Not for you but for me. Don’t you think I’ve tried other ways? Why would I stop something that was helping?” She rolled her eyes. There was no other way. This was the best she could come up with. This was what worked. She wasn’t going to change something that was working.

"Just..don't do it again, Brigitte. Please."
 
Brigitte looked Walt in the eyes. “I’ll do it again if I need too. You know…you’re not really help. This,” she gestured between the two of them, “is stressing me out. So just stop. If you think it’s a problem, stop making it so I feel the need to do it.”

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